The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 197 The Sword Spirit Joins the Squad Sudden Murder

"you know me?!"

In the pavilion with peeling paint, the curtains fluttered without wind, and the sound appeared suddenly, and the source could not be found.

The uninhabited underground palace, mottled pavilions, and invisible human voices all have a mysterious atmosphere.

However, Ji Pingan didn't care at all, he stroked the guzheng with one hand, and sighed softly:

"You didn't recognize me after all."

He suddenly sat down gently, plucked the strings casually, and tried to play, but strangely, he couldn't make any sound.

"..." The person hiding in the dark seemed to be a little surprised, and was immediately "offended" by Ji Ping'an's action of playing the piano, and a dark wind blew up in the pavilion.

The curtain flutters.

Ji Pingan raised his head, only to see a yellow skirt flying towards him from the curtain, holding a long sword at an extremely fast speed.

The cloth was torn apart in an instant, and before he could react, the point of the old sword was pierced into his heart, blood flowed, and severe pain struck.

But Ji Pingan still looked calm and said:
"Don't make trouble."

The vague figure in the yellow skirt suddenly turned into a ferocious ghost, piercing his chest with one claw, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, but Ji Ping'an still looked calm:
"These are useless to me."

The "Sword Attendant" who was hiding in the dark was silent for a while, as if he was finally sure that this stranger had indeed seen through the illusion.

Dismissing the illusion with a little frustration, Ji Pingan's vision blurred, and he found that he was in good health, still sitting in front of the low table with the zither.

And in the curtain, the round-faced woman in the yellow skirt who had previously "seduced" and then "assassinated" floated out, and stopped about three meters away from him, her slightly illusory face was vigilant and cold:

"You... who are you!"

Ji Pingan looked at her, memories appeared in his eyes, he didn't answer, but told a story:
"In the past, before the battle between the human and monster races, there was a sect in the Central Plains that inherited Taoism called the 'Shoushan Sword Sect'. Yan's disciples, the two are brothers in the same sect, and the head of the sect gave them Taoist names respectively, the former is named 'Xingzhi', and the latter is named 'Liyang'."

After a pause, he continued:

"Later, Master Liyang bid farewell to Shoushan and went to the world of mortals, while Master Xingzhi stayed in the door and inherited the position of head. One day, the Daoist League issued a wanted order, claiming that Liyang was collaborating with the enemy and rebelling against the clan, and Master Xingzhi heard about it. , I went down the mountain to pursue it, called cleaning up the door, but actually I didn’t believe it, I just wanted to ask clearly.”

The woman in the yellow skirt was stunned, and the murderous intent on her face faded for a few minutes, and the past appeared in her eyes.

It seems that the words of the person in front of him have awakened ancient memories.

Ji Pingan continued:

"... Many years have passed since this pursuit, and Master Xingzhi has delayed his own cultivation path because of this. However, as a senior brother, he is powerful. Finally, during a certain hunt, he saw Li Yang alone. From then on The witnesses learned the truth.

The evidence presented by Li Yang is not strong enough, and he is even ready to be 'cleaned up'.At that time, Li Yang, who was seriously injured, had almost no ability to fight back, especially because the opponent was a senior brother who knew all his sword formulas, exercises, strengths and weaknesses like the back of his hand.

At that time, Zhenren Xingzhi's sword was hanging half an inch outside his eyebrows, and that was one of the few times he was in a desperate situation, but in the end, Zhenren Xingzhi believed it. "

Ji Pingan's eyes recalled:
"Reverend Xingzhi put his sword back into its sheath, trying to help Li Yang clarify, but at that time, because he was hunted down for too long, Li Yang's hands were already stained with the blood of many righteous monks... and he couldn't turn back, let alone the West Sea Sword Sect The power of the "Shoushan" was huge, and it was not something that the 'Shoushan' could contend with, so..."

The woman in the yellow skirt suddenly answered:
"Thus, the real person Xingzhi disguised himself as Li Yang, and lured away the pursuers. Because the two skills came from the same source, he could barely deceive outsiders. Therefore, Xingzhi was injured and fled. At the same time, he was also desperate for the turmoil in the world, and returned to the capital. Mountain.

It's a pity that under the background of the rivalry between the two clans, he was unable to support himself, and finally failed to continue the Shoushan faction. Disappointed, he disappeared from the field of vision of the practice arena, followed the guidance of the Dao, and came to the The ruins of Qixia Town, and build a cave here to practice. "

Ji Pingan looked up at her and said:

"But this is not where his bones are buried."

The woman in the yellow skirt looked sad and said:

"Xingzhi Zhenren injured Daoji, and it was difficult to break through. He left Qixia Town at the end of his life and disappeared. He only took out the spirit of the 'Sword of the Head of Shoushan' and put it in a Guzheng instrument to warm it up. , put him to sleep."

Ji Pingan said:
"That sword spirit, or according to the 'Shoushan Sect', is called 'Sword Attendant', named Huang Ying."

The cold look and vigilance on the face of the woman in the yellow dress remained, staring at him firmly:
"I am Huang Ying, so who are you? Why do you know this secret?"

Ji Pingan looked at her calmly, raised his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath with a bang, and swept it lightly.

Immediately, the air became dry and hot, as if an imaginary sun had risen, and wisps of flames converged and spread out of the building along the blade.

On the round and beautiful face of the sword waiter, there was a clear look of dullness and shock, and she lost her voice:

"Lihuo Sword Art...you are...you are..."

Ji Pingan retracted his sword and put it back into its sheath, his temperament suddenly changed, becoming indifferent and majestic:

"You should remember my breath."

"Master Li Yang!"

Huang Ying was stunned, and blurted out the name.

At this moment, the icy coldness on the face of this sword waiter, who had lost his master and tried his best to use illusion to scare away foreign enemies and protect himself, melted, and crystal tears glistened in his round eyes.

She has been abandoned for too long, and also lonely for too long. She once thought that the outside world had passed away, and she would never see her familiar old friends again.

But he didn't expect that there would be a day when he would see the disciples of the "Shoushan School" again.

"It's me." Ji Pingan said, looking at the excited sword servant, he said:
"Glad you're still here."

Huang Ying excitedly said:

"Why did you come here? Did you become like this? Is it some kind of magic trick? I can't see it, I clearly remember, there are rumors that you are dead? Could it be that you have escaped by feigning death? How long has it been since the outside world , Is the battle between the two clans over now?"

At this moment, seeing the acquaintance's sword attendant, she lost her cold appearance and was as excited as a girl.

She had been sleeping for too long, and when she opened her eyes, she was in the underground palace, completely ignorant of the outside world.

Ji Pingan was silent for a while, he actually concealed part of the information.

In fact, when he was the "National Teacher of the Great Zhou" and established the world, he tried to find the last burial place of his brother, but he traced all the way back to Qixia Town and found this underground palace.

Also found this guzheng.

It's just because too many years have passed, and the spirit of heaven and earth has entered a period of decline, and there has been no one to take care of it for a long time, the sword servant has completely fallen into a deep sleep, and is even about to dissipate.

Even more unable to respond to the call of the national teacher, the national teacher of Dazhou saw this, so he had to use the state of "Shenzang" to warm up Huang Ying's sword body.

And set a seal, trying to slowly help it recover with time.

Originally, according to his calculation, it would take longer for the sword servant to wake up, but because the stars return to their positions and the heaven and earth recover, the process has been accelerated.

As for this experience, Huang Ying didn't know it. Her memory stayed in the abandoned underground palace, waiting for the return of the "True Master Xingzhi", and finally fell into a weak sleep.

"Things are more complicated, and you may have to be mentally prepared."

Ji Pingan was silent for a moment, but decided to tell the truth:

"If my calculations are not bad, in this era, nearly 500 years have passed since you fell asleep in the past."

The sword waiter was stunned, the excitement on his face froze, and then he said "Oh" in a low voice:
"500 years..."

Obviously, although she doesn't know the details, she still has a sense of the passage of time.

Then, Ji Pingan briefly talked about the general changes in Kyushu over the past few hundred years, and briefly explained the return of the stars.

Many details have not been unfolded, but it is enough for Huang Ying to figure out the situation.

"The imperial court of the Great Zhou Dynasty...the revival of spiritual essence...the return of the resurrected..." Huang Ying's expression was dull. For her, it was difficult to digest a large amount of information in a short period of time.

"So, you also came back from the dead to look like this?" she asked.

No, my rebirth is different from others... Ji Pingan muttered in his heart, nodded slightly on the surface, and said:

"One of the purposes of my coming here this time is to confirm whether you are awake and take you away."

"Leave? Where are you going?" Huang Ying was a little timid.

As the Sword Attendant of Shoushan, she has a strong personality, but after all, she has been isolated from the world for too long, so she is inevitably afraid of the outside world.

Ji Pingan said seriously:

"Follow me first, and at the same time look for the whereabouts of senior brother."

Huang Ying's eyes lit up:
"You mean... the real person Xingzhi may also..."

Ji Pingan nodded and said:

"I'm not sure, but since people in our era have already been reborn, then the senior brother is likely to come back, but Kyushu is too large and has a large population. Under the current situation, even if he returns, he will be hidden and hard to find. And As the Sword Spirit of Shoushan, you have followed your senior brother for many years, even though it has been hundreds of years, the 'induction' in the dark may still be there."

It was indeed his idea.

After determining the purpose of finding the reborn, he was thinking about how to find old friends without revealing his identity.

Xingzhi Zhenren's talent was not weaker than him in the past, and even faintly stronger, but it was only by chance that he failed to reach the peak.

Moreover, the two teachers came from the same school, and their relationship has been tested. If they can be found, they must be trustworthy and powerful helpers.

Huang Ying's heart was surging, and she nodded immediately:
"Okay! I'll leave with you! I've had enough of this poor place!"

The woman in the yellow skirt rolled up her sleeves and took the initiative to pick up the guzheng she had committed herself to, looking eager.

Ji Pingan stopped her and said:
"You can't just go out like this. I have a magic weapon of space here, and you can enter it... It just so happens that there is someone inside who doesn't know much about the outside world. You can also be a companion."

He refers to Jiang Jiang in Taoism.

Wearing a yellow dress, the round-faced sword servant let out an "oh" and didn't mind.

Ji Pingan wanted to take out the Daoist scriptures, but suddenly remembered something, and asked:

"By the way, I almost forgot. Do you know why the senior brother came to Qixia Town back then, and why he left you behind in the end?"

Huang Ying nodded and said seriously:

"I know. He followed Daoist's trail."

"What?" Ji Ping'an was taken aback, unexpected for this answer.

Huang Ying has a serious expression:

"In the past, Zhenren Xingzhi got a clue by chance, which involved the inheritance of Dao Zun, and traced it back here. It happened that the town was destroyed by the demon clan at that time. He groped for a long time in the ruins and found a strange place.

That is to say, Qixia Town was rich in spirit back then, which seems to have little to do with the trend of mountains and rivers, but because of the existence of a space underground. "

Ji Pingan's expression changed slightly:
"You mean, this underground palace wasn't built by senior?"

"To be precise, it's an expansion." Huang Ying said:
"There was this underground palace, but it wasn't so big. When we came here, we found some broken futons and bamboo slips, most of which were rotten. Only one golden bamboo slip was well preserved, with a few strange symbols engraved on it. It seems that this thing draws the spirit element, but the strange thing is that we tried to copy it, but there was nothing special."

Ji Pingan asked: "Golden bamboo slips? Where are they?"

Ying Huang said:

"Xingzhi took it away. He studied for a long time, but he didn't gain anything. He only said at the end of his life that he had some guesses and wanted to verify them, but he didn't know the results.

He said that the bamboo slips might contain the secret of the 'Red Dust Immortal', and that this trip would be very dangerous, so he left me behind and left with only the sword and the bamboo slips, but he never came back. "

The Red Dust Immortal... Daoist... Ji Ping'an's heart sank.

He thought again of the broken information he obtained from divination of "star fragments" not long ago.

So, in fact, before the stars returned, did the senior brother already find some clues?

So, in the long history, how many people, like senior brothers, traced the traces of ancient saints and gained something?
At this moment, Ji Pingan felt his "ignorance" again.

"Do you still remember the symbols on the golden bamboo slips?" Ji Pingan asked after pondering.

Huang Ying nodded cheerfully: "I'll show you the drawing."

If it was anyone else, she would definitely not watch it, but there is no need to hide anything about the only heir of the Shoushan Sword Sect.

The woman in the yellow skirt was holding the zither, and she drew in mid-air with one free hand. The lanterns of the ancient building shook, sparks were pulled over, and they were pieced together into several strange symbols.

Ji Pingan watched intently and found some distorted lines. He didn't think so at first, but gradually, his face became serious.

Because he found that these lines are quite similar to the lines on the "star fragments".

With a move in his heart, Ji Pingan stacked the lines one by one in his mind according to the method he summed up, and corrected them with the star map. After a while, he opened his eyes and frowned:
"wrong……"

"What?" Huang Ying asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Ji Pingan shook his head. He tried to deconstruct it in the same way as the fragments of stars, but failed. "I can't understand it either."

"Oh," Huang Ying was not surprised, she had no idea after thinking about it for a hundred years, and she didn't think Li Yang could understand it at a glance:

"Let's get out quickly."

Ji Pingan nodded, carefully told Huang Ying not to reveal his identity to Jiang Jiang, and then included the guzheng in the Dao Jing.

At the moment when the zither was put away, the surrounding space distorted and shattered.

Ji Pingan's eyes blurred, as if flying through the clouds, and when the scene became clear again, he had reappeared in the courtyard of the "Old Leader's Former Residence", in the backyard.

A towering half-dead tree in front of me propped up the canopy, the stone turtle in the pool spit out gurgling water, and the sun rose into the mid-heaven. Unknowingly, a long time passed.

"what--"

"what happened?"

"I `m coming out!"

Around, a large group of Jianghu people were also teleported out by the formation, and there were endless exclamations, many of them were holding weapons, and their faces were frightened.

Obviously, during the period just now, other people other than Ji Ping'an were not bound by illusions, it was difficult to break free, and they suffered some frights.

Even the leader Jiang Huai, who was present at the scene, was no exception.

After all, the seals in the underground palace were arranged by Ji Pingan in the peak "Shenzang" realm back then. Even if time has passed and the situation has changed, it is still no problem to trap a few warriors in the well for a short time.

"We were thrown out!"

Jiang Huai's face was ugly, and he was still holding a knife in his hand. He turned his head to look at the stone wall, and found that the entrance of the cave had collapsed and was blocked by gravel.

He went to look for Ji Ping'an again, and when he saw the latter's figure, he couldn't help asking in a deep voice:
"Master Li, what's going on?!"

The rest of the Jianghu people all looked over, and even Yu Yu looked suspicious, thinking that it was his fault.

Ji Pingan was thinking about how to answer, but at this moment, an accident happened!

I saw a Jiang family disciple galloping towards him from outside the courtyard, his face was extremely ugly, and he shouted from a distance:

"Leader, no...it's not good! The head of the Tiancan faction...is dead!"

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Correct the typo first and then correct it, less, and make it up tomorrow (set a flag...

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